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Chapter 20 Return to "Eternal Sky"

The cultivation of martial arts, especially internal skills, is very boring.

Fortunately, as a abandoned housekeeper, what Wang Hui lacks the most is patience.

Especially Wang Hui was very happy to be able to practice the most famous martial arts in the Jin system.

Fun determines attitude, and attitude determines achievement.

Time flies, and half a year has passed.

"Hu..." As a result of a long Qi sword hitting a small pit on the ground, Wang Hui finally woke up from entering meditation.

After moving his hands and feet, a feeling of joy appeared on Wang Hui's face.

I don’t know if it is because the practice of this martial art itself is relatively difficult?

It was because Wang Hui strengthened this martial arts when he was practicing the Life Pearl Space.

In short, although only half a year has passed, Wang Hui was surprised to truly practice the Nine Yang Divine Art!

As for the one in the original work that must finally open up all the acupoints in the body, and that the problem of self-immolation in the whole body must be overcome, it also disappeared inexplicably because of the convenience of the participants.

Wang Hui guessed that he must have experienced hair cutting and marrow cleaning when he activated the life bead.

But I couldn't remember it because I was in a coma at that time.

Fortunately, this doesn't matter.

Without any level, Wang Hui finally practiced "Nine Yang Divine Arts", so he breathed a sigh of relief.

In the real world, although I have also practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, I have never been able to make a breakthrough because I do not have the energy of heaven and earth. In other words, it is just a manifestation of the emptiness.

But in the space, because of the abundant energy of heaven and earth, coupled with the absence of any obstacles, it becomes inevitable to practice the Nine Yang Divine Art.

After practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, Wang Hui did not stop, but directly practiced the Seven Injury Fist.

In fact, strictly speaking, the Seven Injury Fist is a first-class martial art that is not inferior to the Seventy Two Skills of Shaolin. Wang Hui even speculated that the Dacheng version of the Seven Injury Fist is not even under Tai Chi!

Even if it is with the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, it should be 55.

But the problem is that this martial art requires you to hurt yourself first and then the enemy. In other words, if you cannot withstand the backlash of this martial art, then you will not only be unable to maximize the power of this martial art, but also cannot be used safely.

So this is also the reason why this Seven Injury Fist, which is obviously a secret to a magical skill, ends up becoming a first-class martial art.

But Wang Hui didn't care.

Wang Hui, who has practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, has a steady internal strength and is strong and solid. I think there will be no damage to this magical art. Even if there is a small loss, it will not be a problem.

But what made Wang Hui feel helpless this time was that in just two months, Wang Hui actually learned the Seven Injury Fist!

But in this way, Wang Hui, who had nothing to do at once, couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Do you have to wait for seven years at the bottom of the valley like this?

By the way!

Wang Hui suddenly thought of something and found two thread-bound books from the space.

"Medical Classics", "Poison Classics".

It was exactly what appeared in Zhang Wuji's package.

With curiosity, Wang Hui opened these two books that recorded the lifelong efforts of Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu.

In a blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

During the past five years, Wang Hui forced himself to memorize the contents of the "Medical Classic" and "Poison Classic" while trying to remember the characteristics of some plants on the two Apricot forest secret books.

Five years have passed, and Wang Hui dared not say how proficient he is in medical skills, but at least some common difficult and complicated diseases have become very simple.

In addition, living in an era of information explosion in modern society, although some information is not understood, you can understand what the problem is after learning from other things.

Of course, some plants that have disappeared in modern society are also the ones that Wang Hui remembers the most deeply.

After all, it is inevitable to encounter these things in the future. It is not harmful to remember them early.

Five years later, Wang Hui, who had completely learned the two Xinglin secret books, suddenly started to do nothing.

no!

You can't keep going so salty!

One day, Wang Hui suddenly realized something, put down his homemade fishing rod, and his eyes suddenly became firm.

There is still half a year left before seven years, which means that in half a year, the six major factions will be besieged Guangmingding.

Wang Hui didn't expect that he would go to Guangmingding to save people like Zhang Wuji.

After all, even if you can fight, how many people can you kill?

Therefore, appropriate layout is inevitable.

Thinking of this, Wang Hui began to clean up.

He packed his things and took them away, and then arrived at the place where Zhang Wuji buried his body.

Because Wang Hui has not come to sort out these years, the small tomb originally here was also covered with weeds.

Apart from being more abrupt, it is naturally integrated into the surrounding environment.

Wang Hui sighed, and inexplicably expressed his feelings about the human he killed for the first time.

Turn around and wave your palm to press down.

Then, a giant palm of air was pressed from the sky.

As a wave of opium dissipated, everything that had originally disappeared.

The slightest part of the earth left behind proves that it was originally a small hill.

In a few years, when the place is covered with green grass, all this will completely disappear.

According to memory, Wang Hui tried to walk along the cliff at the bottom of the cliff, and soon a cave appeared.

Wang Hui laughed at the vaguely cries of monkeys from it.

If you guess correctly, this is the way out of the valley.

When Wang Hui walked into the cave, a series of monkey roars sounded.

But Wang Hui continued to move forward regardless of the situation.

I don’t know if it was because Wang Hui was too strong or he noticed danger, so although the monkeys shouted happily, no one of them came forward to stop Wang Hui.

Following the cave, Wang Hui finally arrived in a hall.

A pungent odor caused Wang Hui to be discomfort.

Covering his mouth and nose, Wang Hui noticed that the white ape in the hall had obviously died for a long time and had been cut open.

Moreover, Wang Hui also appeared a series of shallow footprints near the white ape's body.

If it weren't for the long time that no one had come to this cave, a thick layer of floating ash would have left no trace.

I think that when Zhang Wuji got the scriptures, he accidentally heard the sound of him falling into the water, so in a hurry, he had no time to deal with the white ape, so he had to go and check the situation.

Later, with Wang Hui here, Zhang Wuji also forgot this poor white ape because he was immersed in the joy of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

Wang Hui sighed and waved it on the ground casually. The ground sank, revealing a deep pit. After stroking it, the white ape's body was brought into the deep pit by the palm wind.

With a casual touch, a piece of land around it was covered by the white ape.

A small grave was formed on the ground.

After doing all this, Wang Hui was relieved.
Chapter completed!
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